Insamniac

by tormented   Oct 31, 2004


Insomnia comes over me,
over powering me,
controlling me,
Lying here staring at the wall,
Do i deserve this,
When will sleep come,
Tossing and turning,
trying to think of the place,
where your fantasy's can be lived out,
where your inner thoughts rest,
but instead,
my body has forced me to stay up one more night long,
I'm so exhausted,
i wish my dreamland would come!

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  • 20 years ago

    by Broken

    hhmm...ive never heard anyone write a poem about insomnia...but i COMPLETELY understand it...last night i didn't fall asleep until 6 in the morning! it sucks....ah...4 MORE DAYS TILL DAVID COMES HOME!!!!!!!!!
    --Merrily
    ps...i love david...